CHAPTER 87

ANITA THANKED EVERYONE'S PRESENCE at her father's funeral and came down from the pulpit and hugged her mother.

— What are we going to do, dear? — Said the desolate mother.

— I don't care what you're going to do, as long as everyone doesn't know, it's the least we can do for my father's memory and for all he's built for us.

She glanced at Colonel Clivert.

Her mother's eyes took on an unexpected wonder.

How can you know about our case?

— I hope you have a little more discretion from now on, after all, my father knew everything and even so he was discreet with you.

— I think we'd better go — said James Clivert as he approached.

— Of course, Jim.

ANITA CLOSED INTO the still dark room and threw herself on the bed to gather her thoughts, darkness had always been her best friend as a child, and now it looked like she was trying to rekindle the old friendship and hide the demons that were trying to haunt her. there.

Her heart took turns in a mix of mixed feelings until that moment, as much as she fought with her father, she still loved him a lot, and seeing her father's coffin descend into that hole made her think about life.

Has my life not gone down the same hole?

— I hope it's not a bad conscience.

She more than promptly threw herself into Martín's arms, his voice always comforting her, especially in the last few months.

— I'm glad you're here.

She kissed him warmly.

— I came as fast as I could from Brazil, but I couldn't be at the wake, everyone would think I...

She put her index finger to her lips.

— Shhh!!! I know everything between you, you don't have to explain it to me, you know that very well, I love you.

— Okay then.

Martín smacked the back of her head during the kiss and made her pass out instantly as he held her so she wouldn't fall to the ground.